Since We Were Eighteen

Since We Were Eighteen

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It had been six years since Louis had seen him, but less than six hours since the boy had crossed his mind. Now he stands with his future bride and his heart entirely belonging to a different person. When Louis had proposed it had been a total misunderstanding. He didn't actually want to get married. At least not to his girlfriend. Not when his heart was still stuck in the past with a boy who had taken Louis' heart the moment they met. They say true love conquers all, but is it enough to repair six years of damage? Will Louis be forced to chose yet again where his heart should lie? Or will true love be the one thing he does right?
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. In a world where people stop aging at eighteen until they meet their soulmate, Louis stopped counting long ago. He's been alive for over a thousand years - immortal, incomplete. Once, he believed in the legend of the soulbond. But as centuries passed, cities fell, and wars came and went, all that remained was emptiness. And the truth: You don't die until you find him. Today, no one believes in it anymore. The bond is dismissed as superstition, a cheesy teen magazine myth. Louis has adapted, living among humans, taking new names, new cities, new lives. He's seen everything. Tried everything. Except for this: being found. Until he meets Harry. A boy with curls, a crooked smile - and no idea who Louis is. No reaction. No pull. No recognition. And yet Louis feels it in every fiber of his being: He's the one. But how do you make someone believe in a bond they've never felt? How do you fight for a love only one of you remembers? And what happens when centuries of patience threaten to shatter in a single moment?

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